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Martie
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0 posted 2001-05-24 11:27 PM



Earth Guide  

I unfolded it,
then used it
until it was creased and yellow,
this map of mine.

I would follow the blue
of the river
to the sea,
until sand wore away the words.

I saw the roll of mountains
on the seat beside me,
and though I was almost out of gas,
I went there on a back-road
made of pine needles.

I can still smell, pungent
and real as a child’s Christmas,
the clean air of a redwood grove.
It is there, top left,
where the sun is staked in strands of light
to the ground fern’s grace.

Why would this opening earth guide,
so withered and wrinkled
from my careless hand,
be so important?

Because it tells me
that I have been.


In the dew of little things,
the heart finds its morning
and is refreshed.
(ee cummings)

© Copyright 2001 Martie Odell Ingebretsen - All Rights Reserved
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1 posted 2001-05-24 11:31 PM


interesting.... a map as a diary of life? hmmmmm. great imagery!
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2 posted 2001-05-24 11:48 PM


Martie, the pine needles did it...and I've some memories that will have to be put down, tomorrow....

of the blue skies and pine-needle recalls, so pungent are the pine-points of memory...

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3 posted 2001-05-25 12:09 PM


I would follow the blue
of the river
to the sea,
until sand wore away the words.

===========================
I can still smell, pungent
and real as a child’s Christmas,
the clean air of a redwood grove.
It is there, top left,
where the sun is staked in strands of light
to the ground fern’s grace.

Why would this opening earth guide,
so withered and wrinkled
from my careless hand,
be so important?

Because it tells me
that I have been.
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and when we read your words ...
then we too ... have been
so that makes you our poectic earth guide
and imagery goddess    

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4 posted 2001-05-25 06:27 AM


Martie I love the idea of this poem and I really love how you've ended it. So well written! Keep writing these beautiful close to the earth poems they're a real treat to read!
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5 posted 2001-05-25 07:10 AM


Martie~
Well ... I would hope that someday I could follow a map that is written on the plains of your heart.

This is just endearing, sweet poet.
Thank you.
*Hugs*
~*Marge*~

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6 posted 2001-05-25 03:42 PM


Martie,

This is what I've beem trying to teach you all along, my friend.  This is a wonderful poem, clearly one of your best, in my opinion.  You've done well and get and "A" on this one.    "Teacherly hugs"

Michael

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Denise
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7 posted 2001-05-26 09:27 AM


Beautifully done, Martie! Lovely!
Kit McCallum
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8 posted 2001-05-26 09:30 AM


Beautiful sentiments and visuals Martie ... it's always wonderful to be able to have and hold something that brings our memories to life, very nicely done!  

Best wishes,
/Kit

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9 posted 2001-05-26 09:35 AM


I can still smell, pungent
and real as a child’s Christmas,
the clean air of a redwood grove.
It is there, top left,
where the sun is staked in strands of light
to the ground fern’s grace.

beautifully written MArtie. wow amazing images.

"you are what you own in this land, you can be king and it all depends on the view and what you can see"  Whipping boy

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10 posted 2001-05-26 11:37 AM


Beautifully done....a trip to your past? This is so decriptive - as is all your work. Nice to see you home.  
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11 posted 2001-05-26 12:14 PM


Wonderful, Martie.  For some reason, though, it caused me to be even more concerned that I need to get out and spend my half-hour for the day doing yard work.  I think I'd better read it again when I'm not feeling guilty.
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12 posted 2001-05-26 12:17 PM


Martie,this is very well written an very enjoyable to read,love it an will read more of yours  
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13 posted 2005-01-06 07:17 AM


An interesting coincidence. I wrote a poem of a map once, and an unfolding of another kind. It's smothered in an archive too. /pip/Forum82/HTML/000105.html  

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